Chapter 53

———————Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.

——————————— Sky Residence, Jalan 6/91 Taman Shemalin Perkasa, Cheras.

Finally. I could rest. Driving around Kuala Lumpur at midnight with sleepy eyes was seriously not easy. My Condo was on the fifth floor. It was a fully furnished two bedroom space. It was really really nice. Plus, the view it had of the city was extremely nice. Mother took a shower immediately we got home and she has probably fallen asleep now. I took my bath and freshened up and went to my room. It was smaller than Mother's room but hey, we could manage. It was luckily amazingly ventilated. The cool breeze that came from outside was enough to make me fall asleep from only shutting my eyes. The air conditioner was also on. It was nice. I was going to enjoy my stay here.

I needed to find a place close by so I and Mother could eat breakfast in the morning. For now, I had to rest so I would prepare myself for tomorrow. Zarah was going to be sending my schedule to me. I held my tablet patiently waiting for her as I went through my mail. She had to send it soon or else she was going to get it from me.

Honestly.

There was nothing interesting in my mail, just some usual work files and some invitations to events in LA that were in a week's time and luckily I wasn't around. My mind couldn't get enough of Brandon and his sudden change towards everything so quickly.

He looked like someone that was possessed all of a sudden. Guilt had filled him up all over the months. His father committed suicide because of the ill way we treated his best friend's granddaughter. I too felt a whole lot guilty but that was going to lead me anywhere. I took the opportunity to try fixing my mistake even though it wasn't going to bring my idol back. It was going to make me feel better at least.

I still hadn't received any message from Zarah. Was she trying to mess with me or what. My schedule for a day was always sent to me before that day. Why was she trying to jeopardize the way I worked. She was honestly getting on my nerves. I sighed as I took my phone from the top of the bed side drawer and logged into Instagram. It had been a while.

Nothing changed.

Funny memes were running all around and everyone kept on flooding social media with their lives. I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah.

She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k.

Cool.

I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

This wasn't going to hopefully last for long. What they had was definitely going to crumble when I make her realize that she and I were meant to be and we were going to be. Hopefully.

I took my tablet and checked my mail again. She still hadn't sent my schedule. Ugh. What kind of a forgetful secretary is she. I laid back on my bed as I looked more at Faryah's pictures. I was going to call her up tomorrow.

She had to make time to see her husband. It was important that we talked. We couldn't avoid it. Deep down in me, I was happy I was going to see her beautiful face again.

I was more than excited.

———————Next Morning, 9:00am

" I waited all night for you to send my schedule and guess what I saw, Nothing" I yelled into the phone as I heard her eat something. It was 9:00am and she didn't send my schedule to me. What was wrong with her. I and Mother had already woken up and Mother had ordered breakfast for us already. She studied here, so she knew some of the ropes around here. " well, Mr Olyster, I am sorry, but immediately I got to the hotel last night, I slept off, it wasn't my fault"

" it was whose fault?"

" yours" she answered almost instantly. " Every misfortune that happens to the both of us is always your fault" she added. " oh I thought I mistook you for someone else"

" Eh, you knew I was trying to cover up, look I'll send your dumb schedule to you, you also got an invitation to some Orphanage home event and yeah, I'll send it to you, so bye" she said and hung up the call. What kind of trouble did I get myself into. How dare she treat me like that.

" Hey, I have a bestie here in Malaysia I need to find" Mother said as I arrived at the kitchen to eat breakfast. We were using paper plates and plastic cups, spoons and forks for breakfast. We've done this before. " who's she?" I asked as I sat on the kitchen stool I found. " Her name's Aleeyah, she's a very beautiful woman, I'm positive I can find her quickly" Mother said as she gave me a plate of sausage. " Oh okay, you need help?" I asked and she shook her head. " Don't worry Son, I'm very sure I can handle it, I know this city well" She said with a big smile.

" I'm so happy you're smiling again" I said as I ate a sausage. " Well I have to be strong, I tried calling Brandon and he didn't pick up again, I really hope he's fine, he doesn't deserve what he's making himself go through. It honestly hurts that he's acting like this" She said as she looked at her phone. " You love him a lot"

" You know I do"

" Just like you loved my Father" I said and watched as she sighed. " I loved him honestly but what he made me go through just made me feel different and I'm scared that Brandon is going to turn out the way he did" She said as she played with her sausage. " I mean all the men I've loved always make me go through one pain or the other, I just feel horrible cause anytime I think I find love, something bad always happens and proves me wrong" She said and dropped her fork. " It's very annoying" she added and buried her face in her palms. Seeing her this way made me feel so horrible and useless all over again. I never wanted her to experience what she went through with my Father again.

And here, it was slowly trying to replay itself. " All will be fine Mother" I said as I walked to her to console her. "I really hope so Khalid" she said with a sigh. " so when are you contacting Faryah?" She asked as I walked back to my stool. " probably later, I really hope it's possible that I can see her today you know" I said and she smiled. " I really hope you see her soon so you too can talk, and Khalid aim for what you want. Her Forgiveness"

" and her love again" I said and watched as she smiled. " I hope everything can go back to the way they were, even if Neill and Grandpa Julius aren't with us now" Mother said as her smile became small. " I hope so too" I honestly really hoped so too.

————————Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur

—————————————Georgia Motors Ltd, 10:00am

" Good morning guys" I greeted as I walked into the company with Faryah in my hands. I was finally at work. My company was pretty big. Abbah named it after his great grandmother Georgia. It was nice that he did. We had warehouses filled with cars and car parts. We imported and exported cars and their products as well.

All the people that worked for us were nice.

Miriam was still at Nivea, she liked her work there and I was okay with mine here. I had a nanny that took care of Najmah in the office. I turned one of the spare offices in the building to a day care room for children. I had married women working here so they brought their kids as well and Najmah had friends to play with.

I loved it. I took my daughter to the Nanny, Faizah and headed to my office at the last floor. It was a 5 storey building. My secretary should probably be at her desk now. She was fresh out of college, 20 years old. Her name was Ruqayyah. A beautiful slim lady.

I walked out of the elevator that stopped at my office and I walked in to see Ruqayyah enjoying what she was doing. She was always happy with each assignment I gave to her and she gave me back amazing results. " Good Morning Miss Faryah, welcome back, we missed you a lot"

" Morning Ruqayyah, I missed you guys more, how're you doing?" I asked as she hugged me lightly. " I'm doing okay ma'am" She answered as she let go of me and smiled. " It's nice that you're back Ma'am, I'll bring you some files on what we'll be importing in this week" she said and I nodded my head. " Thank you very much, I'll go in now" I replied as I walked inside my office.

Being the main boss in an organization was nice but hectic honestly. I dropped my hand bag on my desk and walked towards my window and I used a remote to lift the curtains up and I opened my window. Car honks filled the busy morning atmosphere, that was how it always us. Every single blessed day.

I heard my IPhone default Ringtone ring from inside my bag and I rushed to quickly pick it up. It was an unknown number, It had called me before. I couldn't tell who it was. Maybe it was a client or someone else.

"Assalamu Alaykum" I greeted into the phone immediately I answered the call. I wasn't getting a response. " Hello?" I called again. " Faryah" his voice sent shivers down my spine.

I knew the number was familiar.

" It's me, Khalid" he said again as I tried controlling myself. " I got that" I managed to say. My emotions were suddenly all over the place. I was angry, sad, weak, depressed. He's the only one the makes me feel that way, always. " I'm in Kuala Lumpur and I was wondering if we could meet and talk, if you don't mind" he said so formally.

Talking to him was the only thing that haunted me about my past. I needed to. I had to so I could finally move on with my family and give Najmah the happy family she deserves. My daughter and I deserved to be happy and our happiness was with Khalifa now.

We loved him so very much.

" Uhmm, when do you want us to talk?" I asked in to the phone gently. " Anytime you want" he answered and I sighed. " Okay, I'll text you when we can meet"

" Can't we meet today?" It was too sudden. I needed to sort myself out before meeting up with him. " I'll text you when we can meet okay" I said almost rudely. " Okay" he answered. " Can you bring our daughter with you?" Wow. So after all these months, he finally acknowledged his daughter.

Deep down honestly I didn't want Najmah to ever know of Khalid's existence but she had every right to know who her father was. I wasn't going to deny her that even though she's only 8 months plus. But I needed to talk to him first before he meets her. I needed to know what he really wanted from us. " No, I'm not bringing her with me, don't ask for reasons, my answer is No" I said sternly. " I have every right to see my daughter" how dare he.

" The daughter you wanted dead months ago?" I shot at him making sure he had nothing more to say to defend himself. " Look, I'll text you when and where we can meet. Goodbye" I said and ended the call. I angrily kept my phone on my desk as I slammed my behind on my chair.

I didn't want to be angry or pained but I honestly couldn't control myself anymore. Through out all the months since I left him, I tried my best to hide the pain I felt even though I found it in my heart to genuinely forgive them for what they did to me. It still pained me, they watched my grandfather die and didn't raise a single finger to help. The kind of people they turned out to be that day, kindled the rage and anger I felt for them. They were being controlled by Shaytan but they also had the power to ignore him. But they didn't.

Now he thinks he can just come back into my life and try to say he has every right to see the daughter he wanted dead months ago.

He was her father but he needed to show a sign of regret instead of being so arrogant.

I really had to sit and question myself.

What made me fall in love with Khalid?.

I mean was I that naive and dumb?.

I sighed as I buried my head in my palms. I had to let everything go and face reality. I definitely had to be angry but being angry wasn't going to solve anything now. I just had to relax and think calmly.

I was scared of losing my temper when I was talking to him. I was scared honestly.

But like Khalifa said, nothing was going to change as long as I truly loved him. He was the one I wanted to be with.

I couldn't even imagine myself going back to Khalid. The trust and everything I had for him was gone. Only a big scar on my heart was left.

A scar that needed gradual healing.

I needed to talk to Khalifa before meeting up with Khalid. Talking to him was going to help me and praying to Allah too. That was all I needed. Khalifa was already in Dubai. It was 6:00am there now. We were 4 hours ahead of them.

I took my phone from my desk and called Khalifa up. He answered after it rang twice. " Love of my life" he said with his soothing voice and it put a smile on my face. " My love" I answered. " Good morning" I added. " Morning, Assalamu Alaykum, how was your beauty sleep?" He asked again. " Wa'alaykumussalam, it was okay, how was yours and how are you?" I asked as I got up from where I sat. " MashaAllah, mine was pretty good, I'm doing fine, I missed my apartment and I missed Dubai, it's honestly good to be back" he said and I my smile widened. " Can you guess what my neighbour’s daughter welcomed me back with?, you remember Fiona right?"

" of course I do, the beautiful red head" He had Mexican beautiful neighbours. They were newly converts. I was happy they saw that indeed Islam was a religion of peace. It couldn't cause you pain or anything close to heartbreak.

" yes, she welcomed me with a cute drawing, God it's hilarious, I mean she gave me Pikachu ears" When Khalifa first met the 4 year old, she called him Pikachu because she thought he was as cute her Pikachu doll. It was honestly cute.

Children were so true to themselves. There were times I looked at Najmah and wished that she could be a baby forever. I didn't want to go through all the hardships we adults go through. " Aww, that's cute, well hey, Khalid called me not long ago" I said and waited to hear what he was going to say. " oh what's wrong?" He answered.

" he's in Malaysia, he asked if we could meet and talk" I said and sighed out loud. " what did you tell him?"

" I told him I'll get back to him when I'm ready to see him"

" Why're you not ready to see him again?" I was so not prepared. " I'm not prepared Khalifa" I said and heard him sigh on the other end.

" Faryah, sooner or later you're going to have to talk to him, don't you think it's better you just see him like soon, very soon. It's best you sort things out now" He was always right. " Yeah true" I answered. " Or don't you want us to get married soon?" Of course I did. " You know I want us to get married very soon"

" see, so hey meet with him and talk and I know you have it at the back of your mind that Allah loves you very much, he's protecting you and he's definitely going to guide you to the right path okay?"

" okay, yes" he was giving me the confidence I needed. This was one of the reasons I loved him so much. He always boosted my moral. " did he ask to see Najmah?"

" yes he did, but I told him I wasn't going to bring her" Maybe I was wrong. " why?"

" I don't know, It's not time for her to meet her father?" I said and asked a question. I wasn't sure anymore. " Faryah you know you can't deny his right as her father right?" He asked and I nodded. " I know I can't deny him his right, but I don't know, he wanted her dead months ago, but look now, he suddenly wants to see her?" The thought of what Khalid said brought back all the rage and anger I was feeling.

" Faryah, look, don't you think it's better Najmah starts adjusting to her father now that she's a baby instead of waiting till she's a little bit grown up, it'll be hard to explain things to her at that time" He was right again. I sighed as I put the phone on speaker, kept it on my desk and buried my head in my palms again. " I understand Khalifa, thank you"

" Faryah, to be honest with you, wallah I'm not comfortable with you going to meet him but hey, we need to see him so we can move on, you know you're lucky that you had a civil wedding and nothing Islamic" Yeah, I wouldn't be able to leave my husband without him letting me leave. I was glad. " Yes true"

" Faryah, calm down and decide okay, I'm only telling you what I feel is right okay?"

" and what you feel is right is actually very right, I'll send him a text after our call, I'll meet with him this evening In sha ‘a Allah" I'd made up my mind.

The sooner the better.

I didn't need to make a big fuss out of all this. " Good, I love you so much Faryah, I'll always be by your side okay?, no matter what happens, I'm promising you this" he always had his ways of making me smile. Alhamdulillah for his existence. I was so thankful to Allah for sending Khalifa to me. He was a blessing indeed.

" I'm promising you the same too, I love you sooo sooo much and I'll never leave you" I said and smiled at myself. I never thought I was going to experience love this sweet after Khalid. But Alhamdulillah.

" I'm happy you're happy, message him up and tell me how it went later on okay?"

" In sha’ a Allah, take care of yourself please"

" I will In sha’ a Allah, Fiona will keep me company, I'll be resuming work tomorrow In sha’ a Allah"

" Okay love, I love you soooo much"

" I love you soooo soooo much more"

" Byeee" I called happily. " Byeee" he answered and I ended the call.

I took my phone and texted Khalid where we were going to meet.

• KLCC Park, Jalan Ampang, City Centre, on the elevated bridge, 5:00pm.

Sent!

The park was a very beautiful place. It was near the Suria Shopping Mall and near the Petronas Twin Towers. The bridge we were going to meet had a great vantage point to get a good view of the park and the twin towers.

I took Najmah there with Khalifa when he was around. They had a large playground and waterfalls and had light shows at some specific times in the day.

It was really a beautiful area.